And all that part about being so fastidious with the cotton balls and rubbing alcohol and fresh new syringes? That didn’t last long. For instance, a year or so later when I was acting in the film Suburbia, I was at a party with a bunch of the kids from the movie and a guy named Bugboy was in possession of a fucked-up old syringe. All the numbers and lines were worn off it, it had a dull needle point, and was filled with a powerful batch of crystal meth and water. People were standing around and just stuck their arms out, about four or five of us.
